Growing up, I was a good kid. A damn good kid. Never gave my parents any problems. I got good grades and was very popular. As I grew, I did some dumb shit. Not because I'm not intelligent. Just did dumb shit b/c that's what guys do. Like the time that I fired a loaded gun in the house. Then had the NERVE to try to LIE about it when everybody was in tha house with me when i blew a hole in the wall. But I had some great times. It was a great childhood. I wouldn't change a thing about it.
As my sons' grow, I hope they'll be able to look back and have even better memories than me. I accomplished alot. I hope that they do the same.
As they say...there's a first time for everything. Here a couple of firsts...
First steps... 9 months old
First words..."da da" said to my mom
First kiss...age of 7 (yeah...i was a lil fresh youngin)
First crush...who? My "girlfriend" at the age of 7. Her name was Janice
First sex...age? 15 (still fresh)
First love...high school sweetheart...lasted for 3 years
First job...selling vacuum cleaners for Kirby
First friend (non family)...JFresh
First car...Nissan Sentra
First song...ABC's ( i think that's EVERYBODY'S first song)
Those are some of mine...